Missed

The beacon fire of the Nine Heavens once reflected a pair of figures - Shuang Yue Yue, the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven, and the long-standing relationship who will always hold a sword to protect her. Side by side for a hundred years, their swords have cut down countless evil spirits, and there is an unspoken affection hidden in their eyes, which is a bond that is more permanent than the stars. Until the final battle between heaven and the evil realm, when the sky fell and the evil claws rushed towards Jiujiu Yuan, Shuang Yue turned around and became the most decisive shield. She used her soul as a sacrifice to suppress the turbulent waves in the sky, but she herself turned into fragments of gods scattered all over the sky. The gongs and drums cheering for victory in the three realms were deafening. Only Xu Jiuyuan knelt in the ruins and caught a wisp of the scattered soul. From then on, the lake in his heart became a frozen wasteland. In a thousand years, he traveled all over the world. From the extremely cold icy abyss to the scalding lava wasteland, the thick calluses on his fingertips are always clutching the obsession to find her broken body. The temples are stained with wind and frost, and the back is stooped by the weight of time, but he never stops. He said: "At the beginning of the month, even if there is only one grain of divine dust left, I will fight to get you back." Thousands of years passed, and a girl named Lin Yue appeared in the rain alley in the south of the Yangtze River. She has the same eyebrows as Shuang Yue, and lives a normal life, but is always troubled by vague dreams - in the dream, there are clouds in the ninth heaven, afterimages of people wielding swords side by side, and a young man who calls her "Chu Yue". Until one day, she read a record in a yellowed history book: "The daughter of the Emperor of Heaven was wiped out in the battle of evil in the frost month." The dusty memory of heaven suddenly awakened, and the sixteen years of human time suddenly collided in her mind. Following the guidance deep in her memory, she stood in front of the broken wall at the entrance to the evil realm. The wind blew up her hair, bringing with it a breath that was so familiar that it made her heart tremble. Xu Jiuyuan turned around. The moment he saw her, those eyes that once filled the galaxy were filled with lifeless astonishment, and then burst into earth-shattering ecstasy and cautiousness, not daring to touch her. "At the beginning of the month... Is it you?" His voice was hoarse like sandpaper, and he stretched out his hand and retracted it, fearing that this was just a fragile dream. Before the warmth of reunion has warmed each other's fingertips, shadows have quietly enveloped them. In the Imperial Capital, that seemingly gentle nobleman from Heaven hides greed for the Heavenly Emperor's Sword. Everyone knows that only the blood of the emperor's daughter can activate the world-shaking divine sword, and the only shortcut to seize it is to completely destroy Shuangyue Yue - her soul is the key to unlocking the divine sword. As a result, overt and covert attacks followed one after another. The silent poison in the wine cup, the hidden poison-tempering weapon under the corridor, the rumors that sow discord... Every time a murderous intention strikes, Xu Jiuyuan uses his body to build an indestructible barrier just like before. His sword was stained with more blood, and the wound was knotted and cracked, but he always protected her firmly, growling: "No one can hurt her at all!" But when the imperial capital found that evil forbidden magic weapon, even his protection seemed pale. The name of the thing is called "Killing Heart", and it is said that it was forged with all evil thoughts. Once it is activated, dozens of thorns as black as ink will burst out of the void - each one is as thick as a child's arm and has a tip like a cold light. It is wrapped with the 30th mana that tears apart the soul. "You can't stop it." Didu's smile was icy, "Either she hands over the Heavenly Emperor Sword; or we die together." In the final battle, heaven and earth are overturned. When the thorns of "murderous heart" penetrated Shuang Yue's white divine costume, bringing up dazzling blood flowers and pinning her to the spot unable to move, Xu Jiuyuan's world completely collapsed. He looked at her bloody body, his sanity being torn to pieces by madness, but at the moment he rushed towards the imperial capital, he was imprisoned by another "murderous intention" - he could only watch his beloved suffer such a heavy blow, and even struggling was a luxury. "Hand over the sword or not?" Didu's voice sounded like a poisoned ice pick. Shuang Yue was coughing up blood, but her eyes were still clear: "I would rather die... Don't allow it." Emperor Du was extremely angry and increased the power of his "murderous intention", and the thorns tore her divine body deeper. Xu Jiuyuan screamed in his confinement, watching helplessly as Imperial Capital's sword pierced Shuang Yue's heart. Her soul exploded at the last moment, shaking the imperial capital to the point where her soul collapsed, leaving her with only a trace of gossamer-like consciousness. The moment Xu Jiuyuan broke free from the confinement, he didn't look at his dying enemy - he knew that no one could survive under the "murderous intention", and she had no way to save her. In despair, he spent his whole life's magic power, activated the "Soul of the Fugitive Emperor", and completely destroyed the imperial capital in a flash. When the smoke cleared, only the gods with heavy casualties were left in heaven. Shuang Yue's body began to turn into white feathers, which was Shenshang's final form. Xu Jiuyuan knelt down and hugged her, his voice breaking in tears: "In the next life, I will protect you. Jiuchong Tianque will hold a wedding that will shock the three worlds. I will take you home with eight big sedans." Shuang Yue's eyelashes trembled, and a faint smile appeared on her blood-stained lips, and she was as angry as a gossamer: "Okay... I'll wait for you... In this life, I will only marry you..." As soon as the words fell, the two disappeared together in each other's arms. Feathers rained down from the sky, mixed with slightly sweet raindrops - that was the lingering warmth of the gods, and it was also their unfinished agreement. The surviving gods and sentient beings stood in silence, paying tribute to the two gods who took love as their armor and died as their final destination, and engraved their stories into the eternal legends of the three realms. Intention: pure love